Sitting steadily on the Seat of Sakoxiel, Shaer slightly tilted her head.
She also sensed Villon's resolute attitude towards death.
Though unaware of why the ever-cunning and treacherous Masked Lord became like this, Shaer knew quite well who pushed him to this extent.
She couldn't help but smile slightly... Rose, always unable to know when to stop.
She wanted to unify the Zholar Divine System, but those compassionate deities could at most save Elisui, and not much else... How could a benevolent deity possibly save those few Demigods shining brightly in the Abyss?
Yet, that big spider has always been insatiably greedy, wanting to devour these weak Zholar Deities and still wanting them to do more for her before their death, not even sparing her own children... Two birds with one stone is surely good, but can she see if her spider legs are long enough!
Hmph!
